Well haven’t posted in awhile and justifiably so.
So it goes like this. July 6th we were going on vacation around the florabama line. Wife rented a house on the back bay for a week. We got so much shit we took two trucks. I had Pearl riding shotgun w me and all the fishing and floundering stuff I had. Had my bay boat on the hitch and rolled out. Wife had all the other stuff and her shithead dog w her. Long story short out house was double booked and the people got there a day before us. Vrbo after talking to five or six different hibeebs, after getting disconnected w everyone of them for 4.5 hours, calls back and said they would put us up at a hotel for 3 free nights. Not bad but I have my dogs and a 26’ bay boat. I meet her at 9:30pm and she tells me no pets. I said fine I will drive home w boat and dogs and come back in the morning w another couple that was staying w us. Already had a couple w us already. She tells me she’s not staying if I drive home. W my nuts already swollen, I tell her if you drive home, IM NOT COMING BACK! We both drive home and is 12:30 at night. Told the wife I’m leaving in the morning headed for the camp. We going to put a hurt on the flatheads again, we’ll that was the plan lol. We put lines out Friday evening and just caught a few fish. Saturday night caught one fish. So it rains a little and out mud is like gumbo mud. It sticks but don’t want to come off boat is down the bank where we had it tied off. Sunday morning I get to the tree and still have 2’ of bank before getting in the mudboat. Stepped in the boat and everything came out from under me and I went flying on my ass and back. Damn near passed out from the pain and I was in a daze. My buddy Jamoe was asking if I was alright but I wasn’t sure. I rolled over and sat on the ice chest in the boat trying to regain myself. After I stood up and drop trowl and asked him if I was bleeding. He said no but have a softball bruise on my ass and half it sticking out. I managed to drive and we caught 6 fish and a 30# turtle. We removed the hook and set him free. Got back the the camp and Blake had got back from picking the boat up and asked me what happened. Swelling was getting worse and I went inside to lay on the couch in the ac. Blake and Jamoe handled loading my truck up and cleaning all the shit. I went outside for a minute and had the sweats and watering mouth. Went back inside and laid down till I was good to leave. To tell you I know every bump in the road on my 4 hour ride by self would be an understatement. Got hame around 1 and took more aleve and asked the wife where were those gummies at. Never took one before but I was in a bind.
So all good except more swelling and having to lay down for days was a killer. Two days ago I roll over and felt/heard what I thought was my back pop. To this point I had no spinal pain. I forgot to say I hit my ribs also on the fall. Must have been my rib cause now it hurts, before it was just sore. Next morning I’m standing over the sink and I cough. Omg, did my rib brake? The next day it still bad so I go to the dr to get X-rays. No brakes anywhere just deep bruising. Even the dr was making faces when I showed here
. So here I am all laid up like a sore bitch and got Joe sending memes and TikTok w broken ass people I quit replying after the last one and he asked if I was mad. I said no but that shit was funny, just not funny to me right now. Anyway Giles text me today, said something told him to check on me I asked if him and his butt buddy been communicating about me and he said no. So he called me and I told him this event that happened.
Should be better in a couple more weeks. Got shit to do and need my ass to heal.